Tag: freedom

"But I am a worm, and not human; scorned by others, and despised by the people. All who see me mock at me; they make mouths at me, they shake their heads; ‘Commit your cause to the Lord; let him deliver—let him rescue the one in whom he delights!’... ...I am poured out like water,... Continue Reading →

Rejection terrifies me. One of the reasons I’m afraid of it is that for a long time, I have struggled with the notion that deep down, there is something dark at my very core. If someone rejects me, that means they see it and they KNOW. If they KNOW, soon everyone else will. And I... Continue Reading →

REFRAME, day 2: Growing up, I went to 10 different schools. At the age of 11 I was sent away from home, and I can’t pinpoint exactly where I lived at any given time from the age of 14 until high school graduation. There was no certainty in my life. So, I like to be... Continue Reading →

It's been a while since I've written anything on here. I went through a trauma earlier on this year, and recovery has been a process. This is a part of my un-slumping. Maybe someone else needs to read this, or maybe you just need to know that someone else is sitting in the dark with... Continue Reading →

I recently watched a video from a few years ago, in which the president of a large Christian University called students to arm themselves. He said things like "if more people had conceal carry, then we could end those muslims..." and "let's teach 'em a lesson if they ever show up here" while a large... Continue Reading →

My teenage son remembers the day his dad and I got divorced. Or so he thinks. He would have been about 4 at the time, and he says he was standing in between us and we were yelling each other. His dad had the car keys and said "I'm going to Wal-Mart!" And then I... Continue Reading →

"You just ripped your mask off, threw on a pink tutu and you're jumping in the middle of the road during rush hour under a neon sign! What I mean is you are putting your thoughts out there for whoever to see. It's inspiring!" A friend sent me this text recently, after I started this... Continue Reading →